Last time I saw him, Brian Haas didn't really have anyhair. So when I say that Mummy Weenie provides the JacobFred Jazz Odyssey keyboard player a chance to let his hairdown, you'll have to understand that we're dealing strictlyin metaphor here. In fact, the now dormant Mummy Weenie isall about right-brain, amorphous, free-form thinking. Haasand drummer Sean Layton take a break from the frenetic paceof Jacob Fred shows for this humble side project, a triorounded out by nimble Tribe of Souls bassist Al Ray. Thislive concert, recorded at Tulsa's Club One, is a dreamy,improvisational affair, a lulling and sometimespatience-trying set of roomy instrumentals that sound likeBob James confused and struggling through a show aftersomeone spiked his drink with a Quaalude and a twist ofEcstasy. Haas occasionally meanders through his melodicspelunking via melodica, though most of these untitledtracks are worthy, rare moments of his caressing the FenderRhodes electric piano. Layton's drums and percussion injectheart as well as beat, and Ray's emotional bass playingthrows in some refreshing curveballs, particularly in thebeginning of the contemplative fourth track. Watch out forthe psychedelic studio trickery late in the set, but bythen you'll be loose enough you might not even notice theweirdness. Mission accomplished.

These online "clips" reproduce a self-selection of my journalism (music etc) during the last 20+ years. It's a lotta stuff, but it only scratches the surface. I do not currently possess the time or resources to digitize the whole body of work. These posts are simply a bunch of pretty great days at the office.